Just 20 minutes ago, there was this big commotion downstairs, and the next thing I know, my cat is depositing a baby bird at my feet. At first I thought it was dead, until I saw it start to twitch. My next reaction was of horror-I thought it was on the verge of death and that we might have to put it out of its misery. Then it began to flutter and show more signs of life, and so I gently, but quickly scooped it up.
After hearing the story of what happened downstairs- my stepdad had come into the kitchen to find the bird(who had come in because the screen door had been left open)eating breakfast leftovers from the pan. He had tried to scare it away and it had struggled to fly out, but failed, fell onto the floor, and was then promptly carried away by my cat, who then brought it up to my room and here we are. My sister and I put the poor thing into a shoebox with a shirt and covered it, leaving it open enough for air. What do we do? Drop off at vet? Or try to care for it ourselves? Help!
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